Chapter 8: Revenge

The Shaman Spirits again

Dove---Peg, come here. See those two that just got off the plane. They are not here to fish. The blonde woman is head of security for Lasso Mining. The man with her works for her. Let’s keep a close eye on them.

Cholo---I love living up here in the Northern Pastures. Jane says I am a natural on a horse. Vaquero was impressed on his last visit up here. I have learned to rope and help a cow have a calf! I am living a dream.

When we drive cattle south for whatever reason I stop a day from the headquarters and camp until I meet the herd going north again. Nobody ever sees me but Vaquero, the two girls, Sophia and Elena and Jane of course.

Jane! I am in love! We are in love! I know she loves me as much as I love her. We cannot stand to be apart. When we go south, and I make that last camp, she rides back in one or two nights. We make love under the stars! There is nothing I do not love about her! We plan on spending the rest of our lives up here on the ranch doing what we both love. Kids are not in our future. Especially since we confessed our past to each other. I have a contract out on my life, and she is wanted for three murders. We cannot bring a kid into all that.

The Blonde Woman (Diana Morales) ---Lasso’s idea that this ‘Cholo’ is hiding out up here in the mountains is not looking good. My employee, Jose, and I have been here two days and found no sign of him so far. I have checked out this side of the lake thoroughly. We went on a hayride, thinking he might be driving a tractor or being used as one of the guides. I sent Jose to the dam and checked out the men living there. Jose even got ‘lost’ and wandered over to the cattle pens. No luck. I am thinking that this trip is a bust. The only good thing about being up here was getting to enjoy Jose’s big cock! Who doesn’t like a big cock?

I am thinking that tomorrow we will be on the first plane out of here. I watched as two young men hauled sacks of groceries from the hotel down the pier to one of those flying boats. Where the hell are they going with all those groceries?

I sat my cup of coffee on the table and walked off the porch to the pier. I’m still young enough to attract the attention of these young men and I turn on my charm. My charm? That would be my 38-dd tits with the top two buttons of my blouse un-buttoned!

“Where is the plane going with all those groceries?” I pointed just so. My blouse opens a little. It works. They both stop and stare. Not at my eyes.

“These are for the women living up in the northern pastures. Three lesbians I believe. Who else would want to live up there all alone? Once a month the plane flies up there and delivers their groceries.”

The other laughs, “Lesbians? Maybe but I think one of them is pregnant. It is probably Vaquero’s kid since he visits them as often as he can.”

“Why do you think one is pregnant?” I am naturally curious.

“Who else but a pregnant woman would eat a pizza with anchovies and black olives? I almost gag when I smell it. But she has to have one every time that plane flies up there.”

“So does it land on the lake up there?”

“Oh no. The plane takes off here on the lake but there is a grass landing strip up there. I used to go up on every trip but that stopped a couple of months ago. Now I just pack the groceries and make sure the pizza is on board.”

The kid rushes off to get the pizza and I call Jose and tell him to come to the hotel. We have found our man and I want to celebrate! I am sure Lasso will give me a nice bonus for this!

Dove and Peg---I knew this was going to happen! I’m inside her telephone and her computer. We’ll know what Lasso is planning.

A Week Later

Travis---Rico has called and asked me to come to his office. He says it is important and I should hurry. I was busy and asked if it could wait until later in the afternoon.

It was then that he said, “Do you know a man called ‘Cholo’?”

I was sitting in his apartment 15 minutes later.

“What do you know about ‘Cholo’?”

“I know a ‘cholo’ is a gang member, usually Mexican.”

“No, here a ‘cholo’ is a half-breed. Usually part Latino and part black or Indian. But why am I here?”

“Dove, play the recording.”

The computer starts, “I recorded this earlier this morning. The female voice is Diana Morales. She is a former police officer who now works as head of security for Lasso mining. The male voice is Victor Lasso owner of Lasso mining.”

There was silence for about 2 seconds then, “From what I have been able to find out there are only the four of them living up there. The three lesbians probably living in one cabin and this ‘Cholo’ living in the other.”

The male voice then said, “That makes sense. I do not think we will need any help. I’ll fly us up in my plane. We’ll land on that grass landing strip. I am sure a plane landing will attract their attention and they will all come to see what is going on. You and I will both be carrying Ak-47’s. I do not want any witnesses this time. we’ll kill all four then you and I will fly over to the beach and stay at one of Gomez’s hotels, if all goes to plan, their bodies won’t be found for another three or four weeks. Maybe even longer.”

Female voice again, “Sounds good to me. You know I love staying with you at the beach. I have a new bikini you are going to love.”

Male voice, “I can’t wait. You know how much I love playing with those big tits of yours. Meet me at the airport around 6 am. We’ll fly through the mountains and arrive at their strip early. This should be quick. We’ll be laying on the beach by noon.” The call was cut.